Staff dormitory on the outskirts of the Principality of Lengrad.
It's an extremely mediocre house on two floors, and the difference in its making is historical compared to the master's mansion where he stayed the other day.
If the master's mansion is literally an aristocratic mansion, is this staff dorm its charcoal-baked hut?
But it is only a story compared to the house of the master.
This whole house that the College is renting me is a fine one from the common people of the Principality, making it difficult for even the middle class to live in.
The number of rooms is not high, but the architecture is solid, the years of construction are shallow, and the maintenance makes it look good.
My beloved daughter, plus she was an affordable size to live with a petty mechanical maid.
Standing in front of such an ideal home, Chloe leaks, bumps.
"Tonight is war. We need to get rid of the dust we've saved this past month first."
I'm not in a hurry, but it's okay.
"What are you talking about? Chloe is a mechanical maid. For a mechanical maid, dust is the biggest enemy."
"Dust is a natural foe to precision machines."
"That's not what I meant."
"So what do you mean?
was Fiona's question.
"The maid's place of work is the Lord's home. He's a maid of honor, such as his house is dirty."
"Well, the maid's in trouble, too."
My daughter, yeah, shakes her hair,
"Yes, as the swordsman fights with his sword, as the magician fights with his cane, the maid runs around the battlefield, named Home, with a hoe and a hatchet"
Chloe declares so, holding his right hand burns his fighting spirit.
It was so hot that the flames seemed to rise from the background, but in a nutshell, quickly,
"Please unlock it and let Chloe clean it," she said.
I want a cup of tea or coffee before cleaning, so I'll let her know.
"Yes, sir. Would you like to make it a milk tea? Or do you want it to be lemon tea? We can also prepare Russian tea."
"Then I'll have the same as my daughter."
"Yes, sir."
And I drool my head, but I'm not asking you anything. My daughter is a milk tease, so I guess I didn't ask her anything extra.
They have research that sour things work for fatigue, but humans, when they want to drink, they just need to drink what they want.
Now all I wanted to drink was a sweet milk tea with plenty of raw cream in it.
Our father and daughter brought Chloe some tea when they left their weight in the living room chair.
"It's been a long time since I've had tea in this house."
"It hasn't been a month."
"I think it's been about six months."
"There's been a lot going on."
Besides, children's time flows more slowly than adults.
A month in Imperial Capital for Fiona would have felt longer than an adult.
It was an instant blink, such as a month for a sage who lived a thousand years, but nevertheless a month spent with his daughter was an intense, glorious and enjoyable moment.
I wish I had the same full time in this capital.
If you think so, you notice that the living room pillar clock rang.
"Hmm...?
Looks like about ten minutes have passed.
I still have a crazy sense of time when I'm with my daughter. Fun moments go by in no time.
This minute, my daughter may grow up in no time and go to her daughter-in-law somewhere.
Such a future has come to mind, but more than that, what worries me now is that tea is coming out late.
"It usually comes out like tea."
"Well, maybe it's a little late today"
"Damn, I thought I'd finally have the second best tea in the capital."
"Is Chloe second?
"Yeah, you didn't know that."
"I think I'm the best."
"By the way, the best one was the one that Fiona had for me. Earl Gray, who gave me time before this, was a mess."
Fiona dyes her cheeks when I say so. "It's too much to buy," he says humbly.
"Is it a buyout? Also, let me in next time. At that time, we'll do a comparative analysis with the tea Chloe put in to make sure it contains certain ingredients."
"Some ingredient?
"Anything, according to the master, a special ingredient called 'Fiona Minute' is seeping out of Fiona. I want to validate it scientifically."
"I don't think that's the ingredient."
"I think I have a master who is a great sage. If I could discover it, I would borrow Fiona's name and name her 'Fionamine'."
When I made that joke, Fiona shrugged and laughed.
"Then when I discover an unknown substance in the future, I will name it 'Kaitol'."
That's what I said.
"I hope so. Now, let's talk about the future. We have a problem right now."
"Right."
And my daughter agreed with me.
"It's too late for anything. Maybe something happened to Chloe."
"What?
Fiona asks a little anxiously. I put my hand on that blonde to reassure my daughter.
"Probably even frozen (freezing) due to some mechanical trouble"
"Is it hardening again?
"That's likely"
"Chloe freezes when she's mentally loaded, right?
"Sometimes the fuse runs out with that. Anyway, why don't you go check on the kitchen for a second?"
"Right."
and Fiona rose from the top of the couch.
Our parents and children approached Chloe's kitchen, holding hands.